🌹 soraya22 🌹

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10:13pm


i look around the operating room from my hospital bed. everyone is asleep instead of me.

i'm too worried about gray. my mind won't let me sleep.

why won't he wake up?

i get out of my bed quietly, trying not to let out any groans of pain.

i tiptoe to gray, the tile cold on my bare feet.

i stare at him for a bit.

his breathing is regular.

his face relaxed, unmoving.

i brush my hand through his hair, pushing some of the strands that were up, down.

you don't deserve this. none of it. it was dom and i's mess to begin with. you didn't have to fight for me. you barely knew me. sure i saved your ass a few times, but that didn't mean that you go and risk your life for mine. you shouldn't have helped us.

i'm no one.

bad follows me.

i don't want to drag anyone else into that.

i take in a shaky deep breath.

i climb up and lay on grayson, placing my head on his chest.

i just listen to his heartbeat.

it's strong, and beating. which i love.

wake up gray!

please.

that's all i want so we can have you back. so you can help us get apple back. you really helped me take care of her. wake up so i can tell you this in person! so i can hear your voice and see you move. it's both weird and sad that you're just laying here.

i snap my head up to look at his unmoved face.

you better not be in a coma!

he doesn't move.

i lay back down.

wake up.

i close my eyes and just focus on his heart.

ba bum.

ba bum.

ba bum.

ba bum.

ba bum.

ba bum.

ba bum.

ba bum.

ba bum.

ba bum.

ba bum.

ba bum.

ba bum.

ba bum.

ba bum.

ba bum.

i feel shuffling beneath me and frown.

i open my eyes and look up, connecting eyes with gray's open ones.

"hey, how's it going?" he croaks out, with a smile.

"gray!" i scream, hugging him as best as i can, but pain happens either way.

"oh! gentle, gentle," he groans.

i release him and sit up, groaning too.

"oh shit," alex curses with a smile.

"oh fuck, welcome back gray," matt joins.

"welcome back gray," JP cheer together.

"what a nice waking up party," he chuckles, sitting up slowly.

now we can get shit done.

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